I found this portrait on the internet and I liked it.  It somehow made me realise the love of our mothers and their efforts in raising us.


Mom, I saw the bill last night.
And it was too much, yet you seemed alright.
You worked hard every day, just so I could have a better life.
I feel wretched for never telling you how grateful I really am,
it must probably be my lion pride.

You have always been there for me.
Even when my days were terrifyingly dark, you never left me,
you were the one who prayed for me.
You watched me grow and always wondered how I would end up.
I have brought you much more pain than joy.

But today; I want you to know how grateful I am to you.
I want you to know how sad I am for sometimes cleaning up your bank account.
You have been the best source of support, financially and emotionally.
There are not enough words to express my gratitude towards you.
But, mom, I am sincerely grateful.

I know I haven’t been the best child,
I was bad news as a kid and made you cry,
and not even the whippings made my bad manners die.
But for everything I have put you through,
for every bad word I uttered and made you weep…
I feel the ramifications haunting me.
And for that I am sorry, mom and I thank you for all that you’ve done for me.
I Love You!